Xiang Nuan was hesitant, completely unaware of what he was talking about.

It took a long time to blurt out: "I'm hungry, I'm going to eat first......"

However, before he finished speaking, his intestines were almost green.

Something else after eating?

What a brain kick by a donkey!

*

Xu Qingchuan could almost be said to be responsive to her, and when she said she wanted to eat, he immediately stopped all his restlessness about her, tidied up his clothes, and carried her out.

The food on the table looks like it's hearty, but the fish soup is still simmering on the gas stove in the kitchen, and it smells sweet and delicious.

Xiang Nuan didn't want to move now, so Xu Qingchuan didn't plan to let her go over to help, so she sat and waited for food more comfortably.

She propped her elbows on the table and dragged her chin with one hand.

Mr. Xu looks really good, his eyebrows are clear, noble and elegant, and his body is exquisite from top to bottom.

Davide Cenci tailors his shirts by hand, but he dresses them casually, as if he doesn't care about the luxury and prestige of his brand.

The watch was expensive enough to buy her house in full at the current price, which was still paying off her mortgage.

However, now, such a meticulous man is methodically putting the simmering soup in the crockpot into a bowl in the kitchen, Xiang Nuan is thinking: He may be trying to make her famous and eat and wait for death, right?

*

Because of what happened just now, the two of them were somewhat awkward, so when eating, in addition to necessary communication, they avoided talking as much as possible.

After dinner, he also cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks.

Xiang Nuan wanted to help, but was stopped by him.

I was going to go to the bathroom to take a shower and get ready for bed, but when I saw that there was nothing else on the cabinet of the sink except my own toiletries, I turned around and went out again.

By the way, I took the garbage out of the restaurant as well.

Passing by the kitchen, I felt the need to talk to him, so I said as I walked out, "I'll go out and take out the trash, and by the way, I'll help you buy some toiletries and the like, and I'll be back in a while." ”

Xu Qingchuan was a little worried: "I'm with you, it's so late." With that, he turned off the faucet, took out a napkin, wiped the water stains on his hands, and went out.

Xiang Nuan smiled stupidly: "Don't be so troublesome, there is a 24-hour supermarket outside the community, you can take it first tonight, and then take you to the mall tomorrow to buy." ”

As soon as he spoke, he ran out, went out, took the door, and was slightly relieved when he got on the elevator.

What the hell is this!

If you don't just get married, how do you feel like you have an extra mother, either you don't let it move or you don't feel at ease.

Hasn't she been like this for the past 30 years, and she doesn't think there's anything wrong.

However, thinking like this, Xiang Nuan's smile reflected on the smooth elevator wall couldn't help but stiffen.

*

The elevator runs slowly downward.

The wind picked up in the evening, and when I stepped out of the elevator, the other owners of the building also happened to push the door in from the outside, and a gust of wind poured in, so cold that people couldn't help but wrap their coats tightly.

Xiang Nuan usually either filmed in the hotel, or stayed at home and didn't go anywhere, and he didn't know the neighbors at the door.

But everyone else knew her, walked over to her, saw that it was her, and greeted with a kind smile: "It's Xiang Nuan, right?" ”

Xiang Nuan looked up consciously, and the person standing in front of him was a lady who looked to be in her early fifties.

I didn't know, but I still politely replied: "Eh, it's me, hello Auntie." ”